Iguazu Falls, Argentina

From Uruguay to Buenos Aires to Iguazu Falls. All within twelve hours. That's speed travelling right there!

Justine and I ventured from Colonia in Uruguay by boat to Buenos Aires. We heard it was the best way to travel, time effective and a nice change from the bus. Everyone boarded the vessel and off we went. About ten minutes in to the journey, something was amiss. The ferry came to a complete stop. The waves started to turn us back to the port we had just disembarked from. There was no word from the captain or the crew about what was going on... We just slowly started drifting back to shore... Then after nearly turning 90 degrees, we were up and running again. We laughed it off and thought nothing more of it. I read my book and Justine decided to take a nap. About 30 minutes later, I could see Buenos Aires in the distance and at a guess, we were probably about fifteen minutes away, when the ferry stopped again. I looked to Justine for support, but she was asleep. We sat there, as the ferry was silent, slowly turning back towards Uruguay... I couldn't stop laughing - and the people sitting in front were the same. I started to wonder what I would grab from my bag in the event we had to jump ship and swim! Luckily, it didn't come to that.. The ferry eventually restarted and we docked in Buenos Aires safe and sound.

Upon our arrival, we met up with Francina, a girl we had met in Montevideo. Then went to a bar to meet the English lads we had met in Montevideo also. We had seven hours with the PPUAA gang before we had to head to the airport. And we took full advantage. Beers at pub number one. Steak and wine at the restaurant. More beverages at the post dinner bar. It was 100 pesos for all you could drink, (roughly $10). So two drinks really had paid for it. We stayed in the bar drinking until 3am when we thought we better get to our plane. It was great that we found such a good hostel to keep our bags in... Justine and I spent a total of 20 minutes inside our room. We returned to our hostel to grab our bags and our roommate that we had never seen was asleep. Given we had been drinking, I somehow knocked her alarm clock off the back of the locker... That would have been a b**** for her to find and turn off the following morning. I also accidentally made a loud crash when I dropped my bag. This woke the girl up, and she rolled over to give me a greasy look (fairness to her, I deserved it) but I was taken aback when she pulled back the sheets and was wearing nothing but sheer underwear that left nothing to the imagination. Needless to say I ran out the door and chuckled with Justine.

We got to the airport and boarded our flight, ever so slightly still drunk. I was told at some stage not to fly Argentina airlines. I don't know why, I was never given a reason, but I assume their track record must not have been that good or something. Well, the turbulence that we flew through was enough to make me not want to fly it again. We landed in the middle of a thunderstorm and the rain was that heavy, I honestly think we could have been underneath the Falls. We didn't have anything on that day, so we managed to recover from our hangovers. However, I wasn't recovering. Zika round two had hit me! This time it was a fever and a bad cough... Back on the cold and flu tablets for Sam.

Day one at the falls was the Argentinian side. This is where most of the falls are located, so you're right next to them, on top of them or underneath them. Close up and incredibly confronting. Unfortunately while we were there, they'd had a lot of rain, and we couldn't walk to the Devils mouth because it wasn't entirely safe. But we settled for a boat ride underneath the falls. We should have known we were going to get drenched when the boat driver was wearing a poncho the size of a tent...
Day two was the Brazillian side, from here, you look over to the Argentinian side and can see the falls, it is all about the view as you're not up close and personal until you get to Devils mouth which is when you basically have a shower on with all your clothes again.

Back to Buenos Aires we flew and met Francina again for another night out. She took us to a Mexican restaurant and then to a bar then to a club where they don't play any song for longer than ten seconds... They must have a long playlist to get through if they can't play the track for longer than ten seconds...
We left and made our way back to the hostel, I had to check out at 11 as I am embarking to see some family friends and leaving Justine behind to tackle BA and learn the sites so when I head back and Kim arrives, she's an expert!